معلمتى التى حررت روحى وأطلقتها من سجنها - Helen Keller

As selfishness and complaint pervert and cloud the mind, so sex with its joy clears and sharpens the vision.

Once, while we were out on the water, the sun went down over the rim of the earth, and threw a soft, rosy light over the White City.

Trying to write is very much like trying to put a Chinese puzzle together. We have a pattern in mind which we wish to work out in words; but the words will not fit the spaces, or, if they do, they will not match the design. But we keep on trying because we know that others have succeeded, and we are not willing to acknowledge defeat.